My name is D. and my myth is older than the ages. The blade of my shiny sword tasted the blood of my most fierce enemies. I am little but my fame is immense, my appearance draws a harmless portrait to your eyes, but my hand is fast and my heart is merciless. Braveness is the colour of the blood that runs through my veins.
Henceforth, step not in my way, for fear and weeping would become your breathless pray and the graceful whisper of the spring wind would be too far to close the wounds…
( ƃdɾ˙08ᄅ⇂‾doʇʞsǝp‾poʇ/sdoʇʞsǝp/spɐoluʍop/ɯoɔ˙ǝıʌoɯxnɐǝɹǝdsǝpɟoǝlɐʇǝɥʇ˙ʍʍʍ//:dʇʇɥ )
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